while we have occasionally seen the sun here, every day for the past 30 days or so has included rain. some days it rains all day, some days, just much of the day. what a glorious place to live. from mid-october until june you need to lock away the pills, the rope, and the razor blades because you are one bad weather day away from contemplating ending it all. indeed, i am being dramatic, but i seriously do not wonder why there is a damn pub on every corner in nova scotia. people need to drink their blues away.
anyway, we thought we saw a glimpse of hope in the weather forecast. we booked a night at a b&b in windsor and hoped for the best. we wanted to get out and see a few things, do a test run of travel with X before france, and belatedly celebrate our anniversary (6 years on may 14). dave planned the outing, which was lovely. and if he hadnt, we wouldnt have done anything at all to celebrate. so thank you for trying dave!!
on saturday we dinked around halifax and had lunch at home. we packed up casually and when X showed signs of needing a nap we loaded into the car. the weather had started out decent but was grey, misty, and foggy by the time we drove out of the city. a sign of things to come. :( but, X napped and the drive was good. just as she woke up we were nearing our first stop: smiley's park.
it took us another 20 minutes to find the damn place because the signage was such shit. and it was drizzling and cold, which made us even more grumpy. at least there were enough leaves on the trees now to protect us a bit from the rain because X needed out of the car. we wandered around the campground area of the park because it wasnt officially open yet for the season and that was the driest, flattest area to be in. we did get a little boost to our mood when we saw forget-me-nots in bloom and spotted a few patches of nodding trillium. we were used to seeing regular trillium in ann arbor, and always loved finding the early spring flowers there each year, so this brought back good memories. X played with rocks and sticks and at least the place was peaceful. and when we were all damp, dirty, cold, and hungry we got back in the car.
we drove into windsor to check in to our b&b: the meandering in. since it was still off-season we were the only ones in the house that night. this was great for us because we didnt have to worry about X disturbing anyone with her noises and curiosities. it was a nice time to introduce her to the b&b experience.
the hosts were a nice middle aged couple and they gave us food suggestions in town. we had been to windsor for their pumpkin regatta and to have brunch but we never did much actual exploring of the town. while dave and X settled in to the room i went out in the rain to get a snack.
(playing in the room at the b&b; she pulled daves tube sock out of the bag and brought it to him. he put it on her leg.)
i went to the snapdragon cafe for a turkey sandwich on foccacia. decent. then we snacked and milled around the room and our floor of the b&b before dinner. thankfully it was only misting by this time. we headed out to the spitfire arms to see how dinner would go.
a big part of france travel will mean that i cant always offer X all the healthy food i want to, exactly when i want to. sometimes she will have to eat from a take-out window, or a bakery, or airport food. eeps! with all the airport security guidelines and our limit to the number of bags we can carry and still be mobile in europe i knew this would be a big thing for me: feeding my kid stuff that i would never serve at home. but hey, shes getting older. shes getting exposed to the wide world. and sometimes that means eating junk. its not every day and its not like im choosing the places with only deep fried onion rings and sugar battered sausage on the menu. sooo...here goes...
the spitfire arms was a cozy pub. the local hang out. a place for young people, couples, families, everyone. we sat down and did our normal X restaurant dance: one person gets to act like a normal restaurant go-er while the other is on baby duty. while dave was off with X, a french couple (complete with french-english translation dictionary) sat down and attempted to interact with the waitstaff. i wanted to help, but laughed at myself. im sure they could do better than any "help" i could give, and then i reminded myself...that will be us in just a few short weeks!
anyway, dinner arrived and we all convened at the table. i had a few things that i had brought from home for X and she was offered some tomato slices and sweet potato fries from our plate. thankfully the fries werent greasy or limp, and werent salted or spiced. im not saying they were health food, but i was fine with offering them to her in their current state, which was nice. and she loved them, of course. she didnt last long at the dinner table though, so we ate quickly and got packed up. our nice waitress even offered to put Xs portable table mat through their dishwasher! very kid-friendly place!
after dinner we walked around outside as long as we could. it was cold and damp and grey and misty. love it! on the way back to the b&b, X found a kitty near a barber shop. the barber was closing up and wanted to let the kitty back inside, but he invited X in to look at the two cats he had...only in a small town does this not sound creepy. lol. she had a short visit with the kitties and was even treated to a little concert from the barber and his guitar. gotta love the random treats life gives you.
and, back in our room, we dinked around and settled down for bed. since X had had a shortened nap in the car, we thought she might want to turn in a weeeee early. just a little maybe? nope, we laid in bed with her for over an hour. finally we all fell asleep at something like 10:30p.
we were up at 8:30a and ready for breakfast. see how we got to sleep in there? mega "sleep-in" when you go to bed at the same time as baby. and we also got to enjoy a big, hot breakfast that someone else had cooked and would clean up for us! it really was a nice thing. X tried some fruit, toast, and...a nibble of bacon. eeps. im terrible. and i even broke my rule that she would have her first taste of bacon with aunt eva. sorry love! hopefully her second taste of bacon will be with you!
after breakfast, X and i went outside to explore while dave showered and packed up. shockingly, it was still cold, damp, and grey! what a weekend. when we were all set to check out we decided that the weather was still too crummy to spend more than 15 minutes at a time outside...not worth it to hang around windsor/wolfville. we headed home. :(
we stopped in bedford for some lunch. the mall there was open, but almost none of the stores were open, and barely any of the food places. what kind of a mall is only partially open? youd never see that in the u.s.! so, we ended up doing chickenburger for lunch. we had been there before and knew that it was a bit better than typical fast food. the chicken was still in real chicken form and wasnt soaked in salt or sugar or fat, so...we let X have her first fast food experience. she had plain chicken and a bit of bread and a few other bites of snacks we still had with us. and then we drove home.
(enjoying her fast food experience)
upon entering the apartment, X dive bombed her stuffed animals and played with her toys like she had been without them for months. she played some music on her leapfrog noise table (thanks ntin and ben) and danced her butt off. she had clearly missed her tunes this weekend. there were times where we would randomly start humming one of her songs simply because it got stuck in our heads and she would turn around and ask for more. she would dance to our horrible singing, she was that desperate. we would laugh and she would ask for more, more, more. i guess we need to get some music on the computer before we go to france.
food travel lessons for X went fairly well. junk food will annoy me but she can clearly get through it. she will eat what we can find and i can ration whatever stockpile of snacks i am able to pack and then i will nurse her more than normal if she gets hungry beyond what we can offer her. a benefit of still nursing, i might as well take advantage and remind myself that at least i can give her decent nutrition at some points throughout the day. we are used to cooking for ourselves in france so it will just be a matter of getting settled and finding the food that she can eat that is without dairy. thank goodness it is also a country of bread!
one thing that bothers me is that im sure we will take off for france and the nice weather will all of the sudden arrive and decide to stay in halifax. the pleasant season around here seems to be june-september. may and october are majorly iffy and the rest of the year you are on depression control. i cant get used to it. i doubt i ever could. we cant live here forever. please hire dave this year. someone!
lastly, the 6th anniversary gift is candy (according to whatever websites i found). fear not, i recently got dave a chocolate beer candy bar and bought my yearly quota of sour peaches and worms for myself. also, while in windsor, dave got a chocolate peanut butter bar to use to gross me out with, so candy was definitely purchased for the occasion. one of our lamest anniversary celebrations, mostly due to weather, but at least we got to celebrate. thanks for planning the trip dave, and thanks for marrying the grumpy lump that is me. :) looking forward to lucky (or itchy?) number seven!
(oh so glamorous and young! those were the days!)